YOU CAN’T BUY MY FRIENDS

 

 

I’m the kind of guy who is lucky

Lucky to have the time to be happy

And when I say that to other people

They answer me just 

« Man you’re an asshole! »

 

When I go to a bar or a party

And I meet some friends who are like me

I tell myself that I wanna stay forever

‘Cause everytime without them 

I feel so alone!

 

I’m a man, I’m a man who is so in love

In love with those people 

we usually call friends

Probably I should say they’re my family

‘Cause a life without them would be a tragedy

 

And maybe I’m not rolling on the gold 

But I am rich as sure as I’m an asshole

‘Cause you can buy what you want 

with all your money

But you can’t buy a friend for eternity

 

Everybody wants to find his soulmate

And every new meeting is the Holy Grail

But at the end of every single relation

You take your pills 

to calm down your depression

 

You can go on and say that you are strong

Or find someone else and go back to zero

But there’s a point that you won’t ever change

You can’t buy my friends even if you need them

 

I’m a man, I’m a man who is so in love

In love with those people 

we usually call friends

Probably I should say they’re my family

‘Cause a life without them would be a tragedy

 

And maybe I’m not rolling on the gold 

But I am rich as sure as I’m an asshole

‘Cause you can buy what you want 

with all your money

But you can’t buy a friend for eternity

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WOMEN’S WORLD

 

 

You can’t take a train at night

You can’t walk alone in parks

They ask you for a cigarette

But then it turns into a nightmare

 

Your heart beats at a full speed

In every place where you feel weird

They call you slut or even worse

And those cunts think you deserve it

 

‘Cause you’re a lady in a world 

Where men think that they are kings

But they won’t ever win on you

Because you’re stronger than they think

 

Women you rule the world 

And guys will learn how to talk to them

Women you rule the world 

And we will see what a fair world is

 

Called a princess when you were born

And a witch when you get old

They tell you about human rights

But don’t let you abort your child

 

They all think that they can control you

But they are far from the truth

One day I know the world will change

And you will stand up against them

 

‘Cause you’re a lady in a world 

where men think that they are kings

But they won’t ever win on you

Because you’re stronger than they think

 

Women you rule the world 

And guys will learn how to talk to them

Women you rule the world 

And we will see what a fair world is

© Mathis Coudray / Doctor Fruit

LET’S TALK

 

 

Why are you only thinking about it

When your mouth can make it work

You have no need to deny it

'cause you’re lying to yourself 

 

Maybe she's just waiting for you

Like you do for all these years

So maybe you should go talk to

The girl who belong to your dreams

 

The girl of your dreams

You're breathing in her soul

As she's shining only for you

You can't make it through

But it's gonna work sooner or later…

 

She loves when you look at her eyes

And her eyes you know them well

You like to think that you're in her mind

even if it frightens you a bit

 

You're not guilty for falling in love

With a girl you’re working with

Sometimes the heart has its reasons

That nobody else can explain

 

The girl of your dreams

You're breathing in her soul

As she's shining only for you

You can't make it through

But it's gonna work sooner or later…

 

You have to do it 

‘Cause she's just waiting for you

You have to do it

She wants nobody else but you

Just say a word

Just say a word

Just say something

You can not miss

The girl who belong your dreams

© Mathis Coudray / Doctor Fruit

 

KID’S DREAM

 

 

I woke up and I was thirty-five

Everything was so clear in my mind

I had a kid, I had a wife

Am I dreaming out of time?

 

I was living on a spaceship

With six ex-wives here on my list 

I didn’t think that it was real

‘Cause all my friends were Teddy Bears

 

Is that it? Is that it? Is that it?

Is that it? Is that it? 

Where am I right now?

 

It seems that I’m a different man

The « George Clooney » 

des temps modernes

Should I wake up? Should I stay in?

Is my life better in a dream?

 

Strangely the world hasn't changed

Except that cars are now flying

The rich don’t give a fuck ‘bout poors

But I am here to help those ones

 

Is that it? Is that it? Is that it?

Is that it? Is that it?

Is it the real world?

 

But suddendly I felt my eyes opening  

I was lying in a blanket on my bed

Do I have to remember any of this?

Or am I just a six…years…old…

a six years old kid?!

 

 

Is that it? Is that it? Is that it?

Is that it? Is that it?

© Mathis Coudray / Doctor Fruit

THUNDERBIRDS

 

 

Everybody knows the taste of being loved

From your birth day by your parents 

‘til your last day by your 

brothers and your friends

 

Every human being knows deeply

in his heart that

You can’t keep up on your feet

without a hug 

Or even just without a smile

 

But you, fall so slowly in the darkness

Waiting for the one who would

bring you back on earth

 

But you know that we're stronger

than we look 

We are the guardians of the light

we keep inside

 

We’re like Thunderbirds

Watching on their preys

Like a stormy night

Waiting for the day

 

We breath so much love

And feel so much pain

Don’t trust anyone

If you don’t think it's safe

 

Don’t you know that we're nothing

more than our soul

Placed in a body that 

we don’t know how to use 

Left in a world we don’t know any more.

 

As a spirit, a shadow in the dark night

We are watching beyond the light

we keep inside.

 

 

It’s time to let you go now

It’s time to let you breath

It’s time…

It’s time to let you go now

It’s time to let you live

© Mathis Coudray / Doctor Fruit

 

The Row

 

Starting on a warm afternoon. 
Five men in front of a room. 
Some motorbikes (were) parked outside, 
disguised like to a rodeo show. 
And the sun was shining by the window on their sweaty brow. 

No noise coming out, 
Except the sound of the wind. 
And a guy was waiting on a porch of a naughty house. 
Dressed like a cowboy in a western of Howard Hawks. 
With a rifle in a hand, a cigarette in the other, 
He's seemed to know that this would finish in a row. 
 

JUMP OUT OF IT

 

 

One day passed a new day comes

But it's still all the same

Her life is following a line

That someone else has traced

 

A job, a man, a child, a house

Is everything you need

She thinks her life must be 

like what she sees on her TV screen 

 

Open your eyes

Open your arms to the world

You are what you are so let your heart 

lead what you want

 

(She) Finds a way in all this mess

Without time to lose

She can’t slow down ‘cause she is late

In all of what she does

 

She wants to throw it away

To rest her mind and bones

She only waits for it to end

To save her from this doom

 

Nothing moves or nothing changes

If you don’t want it to

It’s not so hard to take a way

Different from what you chose 

 

You might have some goats to raise 

In a moutain or a field

Or even start to cross the world

in a boat that you built.

 

Open your eyes

Open your arms to the world

You are what you are so let your heart 

lead what you want

There’s only one life

And you can’t go back if you fail

Working is a thing but blowing 

your mind is a need

 

 

 

(She) Finds a way in all this mess

Without time to lose

She can’t slow down ‘cause she is late

In all of what she does

 

She wants to throw it away

To rest her mind and bones

She only waits for it to end

To save her from this doom

 

 

Nothing moves or nothing changes

If you don’t want it to

(It’s not so hard to take a way

Different from what you chose)

 

There’s so much to see out there

So much that you can’t miss

(The real life is not what you see

on your TV screen)

 

Don’t turn around, don’t turn around

The circle that you’ve traced

(Don’t follow the line, stop following the line

You've much better to taste)

 

Open your eyes, open your arms

The world is here for you

Don’t look behind, don’t fear the time

You’ve got this power too

 

 

(She) Finds a way in all this mess

Without time to lose

She can’t slow down ‘cause she is late

In all of what she does

 

She wants to throw it away

To rest her mind and bones

She only waits for it to end

To save her from this doom

© Mathis Coudray / Doctor Fruit

 

The Row

 

Starting on a warm afternoon. 
Five men in front of a room. 
Some motorbikes (were) parked outside, 
disguised like to a rodeo show. 
And the sun was shining by the window on their sweaty brow. 

No noise coming out, 
Except the sound of the wind. 
And a guy was waiting on a porch of a naughty house. 
Dressed like a cowboy in a western of Howard Hawks. 
With a rifle in a hand, a cigarette in the other, 
He's seemed to know that this would finish in a row. 
 

DO I NEED TO SAY IT?

 

 

I am a lonely guy the kind of men 

you wouldn't mind

The only one to stay outside 

when you're home at night

Don't pay attention or don't try 

to figure out my name

I'm used to see the world going 

and wait all by myself

 

'Cause you don't know 

what it feels like to be

A part of something only you can't see

Waiting for anyone to free me out of it

And see beyond this world 

and live my life for real

 

You don't mind

You don't mind

You don't mind

You see me but you wouldn't mind

You walked by and that's a shame 

because I could be one of your friends

 

I am a lonely guy the kind 

you would talk to sometimes

Asking me if I need anything 

that you maybe have

Maybe I was a teacher,

a doctor but first I'm a man

I promise to tell you 

if you'll ask me for my name

 

Most people can't understand 

what it's like to be like me

To loose everything and have to start 

from the beginning

They don't pay attention or 

don't try t’figure out my name

They're used to see the world going 

on without my face

 

 

And I feel out of my mind every time 

that I see a woman or a man 

sleeping out in the street

And I know that you lie when you say 

that you're fine

It's written on your face 

don't keep it for yourself

 

 

'Cause every time you're not there 

I feel bad about it and when 

you're coming back 

I want to hug you so tight

And when I'm seing you I'll smile to you 

and if you smile In return 

I would love it for sure

 

But I don't care if they say 

that you're crazy again

'Cause they're wrong all the way 

and it is so insane

They're sure to be safe and don't fear 

for themselves

But everything can fall 

we're one step b’fore the hole

 

Today we need more unity 

to reach up this society 

and give a house back 

to these people outside

And we'll all gonna learn 

how to love each other 

and we'll all gonna see 

that peace is the key for it

 

 

'Cause you don't know 

what it feels like to be

A part of something only you can't see

Waiting for anyone to free me out of it

And see beyond this world 

and live my life for real

 

You don't mind

You don't mind

You don't mind

You see me but you wouldn't mind

You walked by and that's a shame 

because I could be one of your friends

© Mathis Coudray / Doctor Fruit

 

The Row

 

Starting on a warm afternoon. 
Five men in front of a room. 
Some motorbikes (were) parked outside, 
disguised like to a rodeo show. 
And the sun was shining by the window on their sweaty brow. 

No noise coming out, 
Except the sound of the wind. 
And a guy was waiting on a porch of a naughty house. 
Dressed like a cowboy in a western of Howard Hawks. 
With a rifle in a hand, a cigarette in the other, 
He's seemed to know that this would finish in a row. 
 

PLAY BOY, PLAY

 

 

I can’t stand it

When I hear them say

That playing video games 

make you a bad person.

 

And you can’t stand it

When you cannot say

That you love video games 

like any other game 

 

You’re still here and there’s nothing 

that you fear

With a joypad in your hands 

you are the king of the screen.

‘Cause it's not like you're living in a dream

All you want is to play

Play play play play!

 

All of your teachers

say that you lose your time

And even your own mother

Tell you that you're dumb!

 

But you know that you’re not

wasting your life!

And all your friends can say that

You aren’t this mad!

 

 

No you can’t 

No you can’t

No you can’t understand

 

 

You’re still here and there’s nothing 

that you fear

With a joypad in your hands 

you are the king of the screen.

‘Cause it's not like you're living in a dream

All you want is to play

Play play play play!

 

And even girls had nothing to fear

With a joypad in their hands 

They are all queens of the screen.

‘Cause it's not like they're living in a dream

All they want is to play

Play play play play!

© Mathis Coudray / Doctor Fruit

SATURDAY MORNING

 

 

Lying down on my bed and lost between 

the time and space

I woke up when I felt something on my leg

First I thought that it could be 

my dog or just my cat

But I remembered that I didn't have 

any of them

 

Then I heard a girl’s pretty voice asking me 

« How do you feel? »

But my brain froze and not a word 

came out of my mouth

I opened my eyes trying to figure out 

what day it was

And she said « We are Saturday » 

 

You can never remember 

what you did yesterday

But that is sure

You spent your Friday night at the Harvey’s

 

No one cares and no one 

will judge you for what you did

When you say 

« I spent my Friday night at the Harvey’s »

 

Lying down in a back street and lost in 

a bunch of bins 

I woke up when I heard my watch 

ringing out loud

It was twelve o’clock and I was sure 

I had something to do

But I didn't even know where I was 

or where to go

 

Then I heard a girl’s pretty voice asking me 

« How do you feel? »

But I was too bad and no words 

came out of my mouth

I threw my eyes at her and recognized 

her pretty face

‘Cause I used to see her every Saturday! 

 

No one cares about what you 

wanna do on Saturday

But who knows?

You will go back to dance at the Harvey’s

 

And you can’t remember what you 

did yesterday

But who cares?

Now it's Saturday !

© Mathis Coudray / Doctor Fruit

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